Waste.
Waste
of time.
Time is
all
there is.
Unfathomable
shot at
existence.
Odds of
personal
presence
infinitely
small.
Cascading
string
of events
ending in
personal
existence.
Beyond
human
comprehension.
Creation’s
gift.
Firefly
flash and
gone.
What
to do?
How
to spend?
Time.
Precious
time.
Precious
gift.
Shake
out the
cobwebs.
Stand up!
Make things
happen.
Justify
creations
effort.
Make a
difference!
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Author:
John Prophet (Pseudonym) (
Offline)
- Published: February 24th, 2025 19:22
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 19
Comments4
A call to arms and a motivational poem at that.
Time is so precious John, we must use each moment of it to bring happiness to our lives.
Andy
Make good use of the precious time we have and don't waste it, enjoyed the read
Excellent write
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